I know you visit me here. I don't always answer my phone when you
call, I guess it's the 16 year old in me that will never go away but
tonight I'm painting three paintings at once and I have no attention
span because I can't quit thinking about you. I would call you but I
know that you fell asleep on the couch about three hours ago so hey.
I am sorry that your mother is going away soon. I'm sorry that some
smart kid hasn't invented teleportation yet so I could come give you a
hug. I think maybe it's me that needs a hug tonight though, the kind
that only moms can give and that makes me even sadder for you.